I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

"Zhong Lan doesn't know how to love."

Wen Yao looked at him silently.The gray-robed man's face was hidden under the wide hood, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed from time to time.Wen Yao didn't respond to him, so he slowly told the story by himself.

"The place we came from is controlled by the gods. And it likes to torture us most with emotions," the gray-robed man smiled, and suddenly coughed, "We have to go to one world after another to complete tasks...you understand it as , we must obey the order and go to the place where gods and ghosts live."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"I saw him a long time ago."

It was one of the few missions in the countdown to the bell.

A group of them need to go through a maze separately.

There will be bright spot prompts on the wall at every fork. They need to stare at the bright spot attentively, interpret the information given by the bright spot, and then choose the correct direction.

Sounds like an easy task.

But the faster the bright spots flicker to the back, once you lose the bright spots, you will face a [-]/[-] error probability.And there are some light spots that don't even give a clear direction, and can only bet on probability.And every time they make a wrong choice, they briefly see the people or things most precious to them—and then watch them be destroyed.

Wen Yao sat on the main seat, listening to the narration of the gray-robed man, unmoved.

"For those who are determined, this is not a punishment. After all, we know that it is all fake," the gray-robed man laughed at himself. "However, we didn't find out until later that the beating of those bright spots is actually hypnosis. Hypnosis is Something like voodoo insanity makes us gradually unable to resist those hallucinations."

What's more, one of the teammates made a huge mistake, which led to their collective punishment-losing the tear duct.

Wen Yao's eyelids twitched.

"Later, in the midst of grief, depression, and extreme grief but unable to cry, the first blind person appeared."

In this place where you use your eyes to get clearance information, blindness is equal to death.

"Gradually, almost everyone lost their vision." The gray-robed man said, "There is only one exception. Even if he chooses wrong in those places where he must bet on the probability, he will not see anything. don't want to cry."

"The reason why he became a winner was because he had no intention. God likes to punish everyone with desire and despair. Only he is always outside, and he is rarely even angry, rarely nervous, and never empathizes with others."

"Your Majesty, even the gods have confirmed that he lacks affection, why do you insist?"

His words seemed to be bewitching and seductive, but before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise outside the door!

The words of the gray-robed man stopped in place.Wen Yao frowned.There were noisy footsteps at the door, followed by Wu Yong's anxious shout.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, go and have a look! Xin Guojun fainted!"

The man in gray robe said with a smile at the right time: "Look, when he saw me coming, he was worried that he would lack His Majesty, the backer who protects his wealth and happiness, so he started acting. What a perfect timing and careful calculation, isn't it? "

"Is it really necessary to pretend? Wouldn't it be too deliberate?"

Xuan Tang rolled his eyes at him: "Are you more experienced than me?"

Zhong Lang: "Aren't you a monk?"

"You said just now that I was a monk pretending to be a bald donkey, but this time you think I am a monk?" Xuan Tang snorted coldly and smiled evilly, "I was able to earn a living by being a bad guy in the game back then. The emotional expert is a white guy. of?"

Zhong Lang: "You don't have to be so proud."

There were footsteps outside the door.The two hurriedly cleaned up, Xuan Tang told him to leave everything to him no matter how weak or weak he was later.

The sound of the door opening was extremely harsh.Zhong Lan hurriedly closed his eyes, Xuan Tang stood beside the bed with a look of compassion, as if he was worried about Zhong Lan's condition.

Wen Yao stepped into the room.Xuan Tang immediately frowned.

Why did the gray-robed man come with him?

He noticed Xuan Tang's gaze, and raised the corners of his mouth calmly and triumphantly.

Wen Yao said in a deep voice, "What happened to him?"

Xuan Tang saluted with one palm: "The old illness is reappearing."

"The last time he had an attack was last month. How could it be?" Wen Yao's tone couldn't help becoming anxious, and he turned to look at Zhong Lan with a painful expression.

"There is no trace of the old illness. Your Majesty, he was already unconscious just now, and even called your name in his sleep. The poor monk feels that only when he may be unconscious will he call the name that is most important in his heart."

Zhong Lan frowned, with disheveled hair on his forehead, and shortness of breath.When he heard Xuan Tang's words, he seemed to be disturbed. He babbled again and again in his nightmare, and there were chaotic and indistinct voices from the bottom of his throat. The name that could be heard clearly was probably Wen Yao's name.

The gray-robed man almost laughed out loud.

I'm afraid he doesn't know that in the story he just told Wen Yao, it is absolutely impossible for Zhong Lang to cherish anyone or anything.This obvious lie is too coincidental.

Wen Yao sat beside his bed, raised his hand to feel the temperature of Zhong Lan's forehead with the back of his hand.

"No fever."

The hand is about to leave.Xuan Tangqing coughed, and Zhong Lang immediately received the reminder.

"Don't, don't go."

The beauty of Zhong Lan is non-aggressive.Usually awake, she is immortal, gentle and jade-like, but now she is extremely fragile and alluring, holy and fragile.His cute and pitiful appearance suddenly caught Wen Yao's eyes, making his breathing slow.

Wen Yao's hand rested half an inch above his forehead.He lowered his eyes and carefully looked at the appearance of Zhong Lan.

His gaze seemed to be oppressive, Zhong Lang could feel that gaze even with his eyes closed, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Damn, slow down.

Why not obey?

Wen Yao will hear the heartbeat.

Zhong Lang, who has always been easy to pretend, has lost control.

His strangeness was also noticed by Wen Yao, who only saw him.

The room was full of people.

Thoughts are different.

Zhong Lan's eardrum was about to be shattered by his own heartbeat.The hot air was blowing against his earlobe, as if it was about to pierce his panic at this moment.

He seemed to hear smug laughter in the quiet room.

"Is Your Majesty deliberately pretending to be weak in front of me?"

Got it!

Wen Yao's line of sight was obscured by the shadow of drooping eyelashes, hidden in a gloomy calm.

He curled up the long hair on Zhong Lan's ear with one finger, and while rubbing the hair, he exposed his little thoughts to Zhong Lan's ear, who was still stubbornly resisting: "Are you afraid that I won't want you? "

Zhong Lan suddenly exhaled heavily, and was about to open his eyes to have a calm, tacit and embarrassing conversation with him, when suddenly, Wen Yao buried his face in his neck.

"Someone told me just now that you have no desires and have never been tempted."

The man in gray robe: "?"

what are you saying?Why are you bringing this up?

Wen Yao raised his face, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty will use such means to retain me now, I am so happy."

Gray-robed man: "..."

Zhong Lan: "..."

He kissed Zhong Lan's twitching eyelashes: "That's great. Although I can't get your love, you have never loved anyone."

"Even though you may be aiming for the so-called leisure life, at least you know how to treat me in love." Wen Yao's voice was trembling with depression, "You have never been tempted before, so I have a chance Be number one. I have the opportunity to completely transform you."

Zhong Lan's mind was muddled.

He wasn't the only one who was in a mess.

Xuan Tang glanced at the gray-robed man who was frozen into a statue, and sneered: "Do you know why you have to be careful in love?"

"What?" the gray-robed man asked subconsciously.

"These little tricks are deliberately used to let the other party find out." Xuan Tang vicissitudes saluted, "All the clumsiness, panic, and careful planning are for the other party alone."

The author has something to say: Help, why haven't I written the plot line yet!

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